Did I ever tell you about the time when I was taken to the men’s restroom at El Chcio’s because a waiter thought I was a little boy? Not one of my finer moments. If memory serves me correctly, I was around six-years-old rocking a fresh Dorthy Hammil haircut. I’m sure my parents were trying to implore some sort of independent will in their young first grader by suggesting I

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Never forget how you felt that day. Never forget those who gave their lives that day. Never forget those who lost their lives that day. Never forget to pray for their families. Never forget to pray for our world leaders. We owe it to all of them, to never forget.

In case you are living under a rock, the NSYNC reunion DID happen. Here’s visual proof: Yes it was only 45 seconds long and yes, Justin wore a black dickey that would make Howard Wolowitz proud. What you need to know is that it was glorious. So glorious, in fact, that I tweeted about it. Within seconds, a darling tween called me out for “tweeting at home alone” and then

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